THE TOURIST By Lee Mariner
January 2003
DISCLAIMER: This fictional story is intended for adult readers only and depicts homosexual acts between young men and boys. All characters are fictional and are in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. Any perceived similarity is purely coincidental. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEAGE AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.
DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN LEAD TO A LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCE.
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Chapter #6
Curtis and I had been in bed together and I had already seen him nude and excited but seeing him naked and alone with me in a motel made me nervous. I suddenly had ten thumbs trying to undress me in the soft light of the single lamp we had lit when we entered the room and I was shaking with anticipation. I remember scolding myself for acting like a schoolboy about to have sex for the first time.
The truth, although I wouldn't admit it, was that in my sub-conscience I was worried about having sex with a 16-year old boy but I wanted him so bad, my mouth was dry.
Finally getting my shirt off and undoing my pants at the waist and fly, I sat down in one of the room's chairs so I could remove my shoes. Curtis sat on the foot of the bed and was leaning over to remove his athletic shoes, his back muscles rippling in the light from the lamp on a table by the room's doorway. His smooth skin seemed to take on a golden radiance in the soft amber light, his hard lean muscles flexing as he untied his laces. He must have heard me inhale sucking air into my lungs and looked up at me. In the subdued lighting, his dark brown eyes glowed and an impish smile spread over his face. I watched him remove his shoes as only a teenager can, gripping his ankles with one hand and pulling them off with the other. He removed his socks in almost the same way, slipping a finger down between the sock and his ankle pushing down at the heel until the sock slipped off of each foot.
Neither one of us said anything but he must have known what I was thinking and feeling. I was transfixed by his smooth athleticism, the inherent grace as he moved and my heart was racing, beating furiously as I watched him.
Curtis sat up straight and sort of rolled his head from side to side and rotating his shoulders stretching his breast and neck muscles before standing to remove his jeans.
I managed to remove my shoes and socks and then standing I removed my slacks watching as he slowly pushed his jeans down over his thighs letting them drop around his ankles. He was watching me as I watched him and we mimicked each other removing our last pieces of clothing until we both were naked.
He stood a few feet away from me, tall for his age and developing beautifully. Lean muscles relaxed, his chest rising and falling as he breathed slowly, his thick circumcised cock jutting out from its thick dark nest proudly. I could see the beat of his heart in the rhythmic jerking of his cock and his eyes glowed seductively.
Mark, the tourist, had been magnificently built with hard cut muscles that felt like velvet-covered steel. Jeffrey was thickly muscled but Curtis was lean and smoothly defined like Michelangelo's "David". His stomach was hard and flat with the hint of developing abdominal muscles and a thin line of dark hair from his belly button down between those muscles spreading over his pelvis, surrounding the smooth thickness of his cock.
I was so excited by the beauty of him standing there that I was having hard time breathing. He exuded a magnetism that only youth can but he wasn't flaunting himself, it was natural. Moving to him, I slipped my arms around his waist and he raised his arms putting them around my neck lifting his face to mine offering his lips.
Taking him in my arms, his hard body pressing against mine it felt like an aura of heated passion had encompassed us both. His lips were soft, his tongue a hot dart probing, touching and I opened mine letting his tongue enter encircling and twisting with mine in a gentle but passionate kiss.
I felt electrified by the feelings of ecstasy that coursed through every nerve. We broke the kiss and I whispered huskily, "Lets get in bed."
As soon as we were in the bed, Curtis quickly moved to the middle lying on his back waiting for me. Sliding across the bed from the opposite side, I reached down and pulled the top sheet up over us. Lying next too him I propped my head up with one arm and laid the other over him with my hand on his chest. His face was shining like an innocent angel, his eyes soft like those of a young deer, watching, waiting.
"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are Curtis?"
"No, I've been called cute but not beautiful. Grandma would tell me how good looking I was but never beautiful."
"She was right but you have a beauty that only one man can see in another. A soft, desirable beauty that makes gay men want you, need you."
"Do you want me Jack?" He asked softly, running his hand over my chest, sending chills through me.
"Ever since I watched you working out that day in the stock room. You've never been with a man before have you?"
"Not like this. Some guy sucked me off under Harrison's Pier once when I was surfing but I've never been in bed with any one until you and I were the other night. I wanted you to do something that night but I didn't really know how to get you too."
"Oh, I wanted to but you were upset and I wasn't going to take advantage of you. I really wasn't sure if you knew what you were doing when you said the things you did. Having sex with someone under a pier is not like this Curtis. We can have sex with someone like that and it's just that, sex. This, being in bed like we are, is different. Some men get in bed, enjoy sex, with each other and that's as far as it goes, its just sex. The way I feel about you is different, I want you but not just for sex. What I am trying to say Curtis is that I am falling in love with you. Can you understand that? I want you to be sure that you understand what being gay is and loving another man."
Curtis lay quietly looking up at me his breathing slow and easy his eyes dark liquid pools. Turning his head slightly he kissed my chest and it felt like a surge of electricity shot through me at the touch of his lips.
"Jack, you are older then me and I guess you have been with other men. I'm still just a boy but I know I am gay just from the way I feel when I've been around other boys in school. I would get excited looking at them wondering if they felt like I did. Girls never made me feel that way Jack and I wouldn't get excited. I tried with Beth's sister but I didn't feel anything with her. I thought maybe something was wrong with me until the guy under the pier showed me his cock and it excited me. When I showed him how hard my cock was he just smiled and knelt in front of me and sucked on it. At first it sort of scared me but the more he sucked the more excited I got and when I started shooting in his mouth it didn't feel like when I jerked off, it was totally awesome. When he finished sucking me off he stood up I saw he had shot his load but he just milked it down, put it back in his shorts, said thanks and left."
"He got what he wanted and you had an experience that you never had before. That happens to lots of boys Curtis but all boys aren't like you." I interrupted, running my hand over his rib cage. "Most boys your age are just learning about sex and seeing other boys or men's cocks can be exciting and you wonder why you feel that way and you don't really know why seeing others naked excites you. There are changes happening inside of your body and don't understand why seeing a naked boy would excite you but you don't get excited about girls. Not all boys feel that way but there are some that feel the way you and I do."
"I don't guess many boys would feel about someone the way I do you Jack. When we met there was a feeling that excited me when you looked at me and I knew I wanted to be with you. When we were in bed before, I wanted you to hold me but you didn't so I figured the only way I was going to find out if what I was feeling was right was to just ask you. Where ever it leads Jack, I want to be with you and I think you want me as much as I've wanted to be with you."
We lay quietly for a few minutes and there was a plaintive almost pleading look on his face and in his eyes.
"No Curtis, you aren't a boy." I said kissing him and running my hand down over his stomach feeling his semi-soft cock. He moaned softly at my touch and his cock started thickening, getting hard in my hand. Kissing his tensed body, I sucked his hard breast nipples and I felt the excitement he was feeling. His tense muscles relaxed slowly while I lip nibbled slowly over and down his smooth unblemished body until the crown of his cock was at my lips. A thin thread of pre-seminal fluid was oozing from the urethral slit and I licked it off tasting the salty bitter sweetness. He groaned from deep in his chest, running his fingers though my hair and I heard him breath in deeply and his muscles trembled as he exhaled, lifting his hips slightly pushing his steel hard cock against my lips.
I moved my buttocks up alongside of him and placing my hand on the other side of the bed, I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock inside my mouth until he reached the entrance to my throat. He was running his hand up and over my back moaning and when I relaxed my throat he lifted his hips again his cock slipping down in my throat thick and steel hard until my chin was pressing against his thick soft pubic hair. My lips held him tight and his musky body odor was like an aphrodisiac. His cock throbbed from the beat of his heart and withdrawing to the head of his cock I washed it with my tongue tasting the salty sweet pre-cum that was flowing freely. He groaned softly and I drove his cock deep in my throat again and again sucking slowly drawing his seed from his body.
He pumped his hips in an automatic reflex to my sucking mouth and he moaned softly "Jack, Jack." I fondled his balls as I sucked and I felt the thickness of his cock expanding, hardening as his nuts drew slowly up in his scrotum. The heat in my balls was so intense it felt like we would have a cataclysmic eruption together. Curtis moaned again and again a long low quiet "ohhhhhhhhh" and holding my head with both hands he thrust his cock deep and I felt the throbbing, jerking spasms of his steel hard cock as torrents of hot sperm gushed down my throat. The intensity of his climax drove me over the edge and thick streams of sperm shot up over my chest and I held his cock tight with my mouth while we both expelled our life giving seed. His body felt like a tight steel spring and he held my head tight as his back arched driving his throbbing, spewing cock deep in my throat. The heat of our combined passion felt as if we were wrapped in a soft euphoric blanket.
We both relaxed slowly feeling the afterglow of contentment and I laid my head on his stomach holding his cock tight with my lips as it softened. When I twisted my tongue around his sensitive cock head he moaned, running his fingers through my hair. My sperm was running down my chest into my pubic hair and releasing his soft cock I turned and moved over him. His eyes were closed and when I placed my lips on his he opened his mouth and I dribbled the remnants of his sperm that I had stripped from his wilting cock on his tongue. He opened his eyes at the taste and twisted his tongue with mine mixing the sperm and our saliva before swallowing.
"Do you taste like that Jack?" He asked excitedly as we broke the kiss.
"Probably pretty much the same, maybe not quite as sweet." I said covering my index finger with the sperm soaking my pubic hair and offering it to him.
He looked at my finger and opening his mouth I slipped it between his lips. He sucked it clean and his face broke into a grin.
"Almost the same Jack but I want to learn to do what we just did, it was totally awesome. It felt like everything inside of me was pouring out and I didn't want it to stop." He said looking up at me with sparkling eyes and snuggling closer.
"I didn't either Curt but we better get a shower and clean up. After we get something to eat, we need to talk about you, your grandmother and you aunt."
It was our first shower together and washing his smooth hard muscled body it took a lot of will power not to take him back too bed. We both had rampant hardon's before we finished showering and Curtis enjoyed teasing me by brushing his cock across mine every time he turned around under the water. Inside his beautiful body, he was still a little boy and I loved it.
"You like playing don't you?" I said turning off the water.
"I do with you." He said moving closer and taking my hard cock in his hand squeezing it.
"Boy, you do make it hard." I said holding him by the shoulders.
"You said that once before and you are, we are." He said looking up at me, licking his lips, his dark brown eyes glistening teasingly.
"Yes we are but you are going to have to learn you can't learn everything all at once. If everything works out like I hope it will, we will have all the time in the world."
"How what works out Jack?" He said releasing his hold on my cock and stepping back a little.
"That is what we will talk about after we have eaten." I said kissing his nose lightly.
We dressed quickly and while we were in the elevator he put his arm around my waist.
"I'm sorry Jack, I didn't mean to make you mad. He said softly laying his head against my shoulder.
"You didn't make me mad Curt, I enjoyed everything we did. There are some things we need to discuss and as much as I want you with me we should take it a little easy. There will be other times."
"I hope so." He said just as the ding of the elevator floor indicator rang and the door slid open.
"So do I and no more tourists." I thought as we went too the restaurant.